Chapter 41: If the sky is loving, the sky will grow old

Counting nearly 20 minutes of injury stoppage time, Sun Wu did not plan to go back with a draw. He began to try to cooperate with Volnock and broke through the cross on the left, but I have to say that Sun Ju Haineng There is a reason for occupying a semi-main position in Manchester City.
　　 Three words in one word, brown sugar!
　　 Even if it can be thrown away for a while, Sun Juhai will rush back or defend himself in the first time, and Sun Wu has been blocked in several crosses.
　　Sun Wu knows clearly that the wing breakthrough is not his strength. Neither Sun Wu of the last life nor Best of this life is the kind of player who can rely on speed technology to get the ball to break through.
In the 82nd minute, Bentley took a corner from the right. Santa Cruz pressed the header with Richards. Joe Hart responded very fast on the goal line, reaching for a toss and the ball changed to hit the beam and bounced high. .
Nelson once again grabbed a nod kick and hit the goal. Once again he was blocked by Joe Hart who had just climbed up. Roberts was in the first foot. Joe Hart blocked it with his face. Sun Juhai found the opportunity. Release.
　　 "Oh, Eriksson chose Joe Hart and put Schmeichel on the bench, there is a reason!"
　　 "Three consecutive magical saves, McLaren should look at his performance, is he not stronger than James?"
　　Mottson praised loudly: "The most important thing is that he is only 20 years old. If he can maintain this level, Seaman will follow someone!"
　　 Mark Hughes on the sidelines and Santa Cruz and Roberts on the field held their heads at the same time. It was really incredible. Three consecutive shots within five meters were actually blocked.
　　 really worthy of Joe Hart! Sun Wu, who was standing on the periphery, pouted, you guys, don't know the weakness of this door god, he turned his head and glanced at Motner while wondering, no wonder this one broke into the world wave today...
　　 The game is coming to an end. Manchester City are not reconciled, Blackburn is even more reluctant, but both sides are afraid, and they dare not put a lot of pressure on them. They all lay down heavy soldiers in the midfield.
　　Joy Button shoveled Sun Wulian with the ball and shoved it down. After getting up, he also scolded the opponent for the fall.
　　 "A retaliatory tackle, isn't it enough to show the standard?"
　　 "The referee, you know, this Chinese is famous for fake!"
The referee glanced at Joey Barton and No. 38 covering the ankles on the ground, and the corner of his mouth was pumped. These two goods are not good things. One flying shovel is directed at the foot, and the other has watched and jumped to avoid. , But covered his ankles and waited for his own cards.
　　Sun Wu looked at the referee's expression that he had already seen through and smiled and climbed up. Joey Barton roared loudly: "Isn't it a fake fall!"
　　 "Don't jump up and hide, won't you let me shovel my foot!" Sun Wu is not weak.
Sun Juhai, who was watching from afar, twitched his cheeks. This kid really didn't look like a traditional Chinese. He was very arrogant on the field. He commanded his teammates and his opponents against the bulls, arrogant and arrogant. He was not weak against the referee... and he was also very cunning Almost every time you play, you can make some noise... No, even if you don't play, you can make some noise.
　　Sun Wu stopped Dunn who was about to take a free kick. "Wait if there is a chance, you press forward to take the German and pass the ball back. I will be behind."
　　 Dunn hesitated a little, "But Joey Barton stared at you."
　　 "It doesn't matter, you can rest assured." Sun Wu patted Deng's shoulder and walked away.
　　Dun shrugged and sent the ball into the penalty area. Santa Cruz headed the ball to the middle. Joe Hart grabbed the ball before Roberts, and comfortably confiscated the ball.
　　 In the eighty-eighth minute, Blackburn organized an offensive. Bentley attracted two defensive players on the right and pushed the ball to Roberts who was out of the penalty area.
　　Although Roberts scored inefficiently, he always got a starter, mainly because he was active and able to disturb his opponent's defense. It was a tactical piece. In other words, it was a stick...
　　 Stumbled with Richards behind him, Roberts barely controlled the ball and gave Dunn running over.
A pass was received before the penalty area, but Dunn didn’t have the space to shoot. The German midfielder Harman’s position was very precise. He was stuck in front of him, not to mention the shot. It may not be possible to rub the ball into the penalty area. Big.
　　Deng En was about to divide his hand to Bentley again. Suddenly, there was a flash of light in his mind. He glanced behind his eyes, and suddenly turned around to stop Harman behind and kicked back.
Oops, the strength was a little lower, Deng regretted it a bit, and the direction was a bit off. Although Sun Wu could get the ball, Joey Barton had already followed, it might be better to give Bentley his own side, at least There is a chance to cross.
　　 But at the next moment, Deng showed an incredible look in his eyes. He saw Sun Wu adjusting his pace and sprinting at a high speed... God, nearly 40 meters away, do you want to shoot?
　　Joy Button also found this, although the distance is far, but he did not hesitate to shovel, and even brightly lit the spikes.
　　 "Best 38, what does he want to do..." Mortson yelled in his throat.
There is no guard in front of the penalty area in Sun Wu’s eyes, nor Joey Barton who is flying a shovel. He only has the jumpy ball in his eyes, and the one who seems to be
sweeping and welcoming guests to open the door
goal.
　　 Forty meters?
　　Less than 40 meters, I still don't shoot!
　　 If the sky is old, I will meet Hartmund!
Sun Wu lifted his thigh~EbookFREE.me~ was hitting the lower end of the ball with his instep, sprinting forward, swaying his left hand, right leg rising with the impulse, just avoiding the fatal light of George Patton's foot Shoe shovel.
　　 Still sliding on the ground, Joe Barton looked back...
　　Mottson on the live seat nervously got up and looked at the goal...
　　Mark Hughes clenched his fists and stared at the goal...
　　Harman, Dunn, Sun Juhai and other players who were too late to react all turned around conditionedly...
　　 The ball flew high, over the top of Richards' head, and suddenly fell at the penalty spot. It was incredibly tricky to get into the dead corner between the beam and the column.
　　 Squatted slightly, Joe Hart failed to make a save, spread his hands, and shook his head in frustration.
　　 "A super long shot at 39 meters!"
　　 "The second world wave of this game! Blackburn No. 38 Best gave another great goal after the FA Cup final!"
"My friends, the goal of this bright star will definitely make you very excited. When Peterson was injured, he made a temporary start. He also faced Manchester City, but he handed in an answer that is no longer satisfactory! "
　　Mark Hughes raised his hands on the sidelines, assistant Claremont shouted his arms.
　　Blackburn players flocked to Sun Wu, and Sun Wu raised his hands and applauded to the surroundings in situ. The fans at the Eriehard Stadium gave a deafening boo.
　　 "Boy, you can converge a little bit!" Black big Richards came up to find fault.
　　Sun Wu put down his left hand, and the right hand that he didn't put down suddenly clenched his fists in the air, and the boos around him slammed up. Manchester City players couldn't help but rushed over. Where can they bear this provocation.
Sun Juhai outside the crowd shook his head and smiled bitterly again, which was really an arrogant alternative.